"Sister Jiang, your salesperson Xiao Lin is amazing!" Sister Bai couldn't help but give a thumbs up. "When she first came here, her English wasn't very good, but after a month, her English is almost as good as her native language. Young people have strong academic qualifications and abilities. I really can't compare to them!"
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "When she was in school, Lin Jin had very good grades. Learning English was a piece of cake for her."
"Okay, stop praising me." Lin Jin said guiltily, "How dare I say I'm great in front of you? Oh, by the way, let me show you last month's sales record."
Because foreigners don't celebrate the Chinese New Year, Lin Jin also worked at the Friendship Store during the Chinese New Year period.
She brought the account book over and Jiang Wanyue looked at it carefully.
Sister Bai sat at the side and said, "I know without looking at the account book that your counter's monthly revenue is at least five figures!"
There were basically no customers in her shop, so she just sat at the door every day eating melon seeds and drinking tea. She noticed that there didn't seem to be many customers at the bamboo counter next door. Xiaolin was also free, so it was a good opportunity for her to have an extra companion. They chatted about this and that every day, and time passed quickly.
Who would have known that while both of them were bored, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his shop and sold a bamboo bag.
She thought that kind of bamboo handicraft would cost at most ten dollars. Who would have thought that she would see a foreigner taking out several hundred US dollars. Two or three hundred US dollars would be several thousand dollars.
How much does a small bamboo bag cost?
She thought she had seen it wrong, and after the customer left, she asked around and found out that a handbag that couldn't hold anything actually cost more than 3,000 yuan.
Although the business next door is not very good, but if we sell one every three or four days, wouldn’t that mean 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in a month?
On the other hand, she...
Sister Bai sighed dejectedly.
In the past, I just lay down alone and didn’t think anything of it.
Now, everyone is chatting together, others are making a lot of money, but she can't make a penny. It's really sad.
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